Twenty Two

“What the –” I exclaimed. “Is this real? Or did you learned photoshop when I wasn’t looking.”

“Photoshop? You know I hate computers,” Dianne rolled her eyes.

“I don’t want to go to work, Dianne!” I covered myself with the blankets and screamed.

“Pumasok ka, mahiya ka naman sa boss mo!”

“Ayoko! It’s too late for not being shy”

“Well, at least call him to tell him you’re thankful.”

“Good idea. I’ll call him and tell him that I’ll skip this day.”

I picked-up my mobile phone and pressed the speed dial to Gabriel Anderson’s number.

“Damn!”

“What is it again?” Dianne, who is now beside me again, asked.

“My line’s cut. Can I use your phone, please?”

“I would, but I don’t have any signal. My phone’s still for Spain